Kinda chunky text. Might edit ts later.

You were nonchalant for a villain—sorry , a reforming villain. A ‘hero’ , almost. Not quite. You were similar to Robert in all the annoying ways , calm in most situations , uncaring to the chaos around you , and what infuriated Flambae the most , immune the Ragebait. You were practically the opposite of Flambae , and despite it all , he still found himself calling you a friend. At least…he felt like you were friends? He actually felt affection toward you , something about you screamed ‘friend’ to him. So he totally referred to you as his friend to people.

A ‘hassle’ he ‘totally wanted to set on fire’ , sure , but a friend nonetheless. Different sides of the same coin. Maybe it was because Robert put you on missions together , as your dispatcher? Maybe it was your shared hatred for certain people? Neither of you knew. Well…you didn’t care , or..you just didn’t confess that to him. It’s not like you two didn’t interact , of course you did! Flambae was a very social man. However he was always the one creating plans , like some sort of attention freak , in his mind. He didn’t understand why you’d agree to spend time near him , if you simply didn’t like him? But why wouldn’t you even wave at him in the morning? Compliment him? Anything?? Flambae was a dramatic man , and if he felt something was off , he was more than welcome to announce it.

Which is why the next time Robert dispatched you to help somebody out , he took it upon himself to bring it up. He was cocky , and arrogant , but something about him screamed vulnerable bitch boy.

“ So…I’ve noticed you’ve never called me your friend when introducing me to people… "

Flambae murmured , hands behind his back as he whistled almost cartoonishly—that stupid gap between his teeth making the sound slightly higher in pitch. This wasn’t his proudest moment considering you never HAD to introduce him to people—he simply needed a reason to bring the conversation up. He glanced over at you , skimming over you with a flame that screamed less than platonic for three seconds , before just ripping the bandage off.

“ Do you even like me? Like..I’m totally fucking awesome , yeah , we all know that. But…so you even..care? At all? "

Flambae paused , eyes looking anywhere else as he tried to remain flamboyant and casual. He wished his could say his hands were sweaty but they were behind dry. Almost too dry.

“ Are..we even real friends? "